It didn’t fully hit me until two nights ago: I’m not at camp this summer. I remember feeling the weight of this strange reality early into last summer’s decision not to return to Camp Ridgecrest. Later in the summer, however, I remedied the restlessness of the situation by working and volunteering at not one, but two local camps. This summer is […]
Read More I’m Not at Camp this SummerI’m still recuperating from my days in “Extrovert Land,” and am still very much processing my time in Nashville at Donald Miller’s Storyline conference. Next week, I’ll begin a blogging series recapping my transformational time in Tennessee. I can’t wait. In the meantime, I was perusing some of my old pictures and came across one that […]
Read More today we’re younger than we’re ever going to beSeveral months ago an ancient crusty dude named Harold Camping made news the world over with his perilous end-of-the-world prediction for May 21. I wrote not one, but two blogs about it while interning with Revelife this past spring, and look at me, writing about the same ancient crusty dude five months later. This time, […]
Read More Camping Fails Again: Non-Rapture, the Sequel